Within 31-34 minutes you can be in Geneva-Eaux-Vives by the RE33 train. Yesterday I tested it on the way back from Silicon Chalet Event 39 about Infrastructure as Code and Security, a combination for success. The talks were interesting and informative. It’s an opportunity to see people from the Geneva tech scene.
For years I didn’t want to go to Geneva because by train and car it’s fine to get close to Geneva, but it’s less convenient to get from A to B.
For years I automatically took the car for everything I did, or almost. Over the last seven or eight years that habit has changed as I grew used to walking locally, and catching the train to activities. This shift in habits is due to two things.
The first is that I met with people who take trains. If you meet with such people it makes sense to take a train with them.
On Sunday, less than a week ago I was on a train. I could hear someone coughing, and coughing. She sat in the seats a set of seats in front of the group of people I was with. I could hear the bronchial cough and I considered masking but didn’t and now I regret it.
Over the last two days I have had a sore throat and last night I didn’t sleep much so I chose to listen to podcasts with my eyes closed.
Today I went to Geneva. I considered going by car, and then either going to do the Fort L’écluse via ferrata or dropping by decathlon. In the end I took the train and walked around Geneva. I went to Geneva to pick up the things for the Vernier run on Friday morning.
I chose to go by train, rather than by car, because by car it would have taken the same amount of time but used petrol and I would have paid for parking.
Tomorrow I will be heading to Gruyère. I saw that if I take the train it will take two hours but if I take the car it will take one hour. I am currently toying with the idea of suggesting that I pick up some people in Nyon and others in Fourmi, before going to Gruyère.
There was a time when I would easily have done this. At that time I almost always took the car because that was the default habit.
Yesterday I caught a train from Nyon to Bex without the need to change from one train to another. In the process I had an opportunity to re-acclimate myself to being surrounded by others, indoors, without a mask. Luckily the wagon wasn’t too crowded so I wasn’t overcome with the desire to mask.
When I saw that there was a hike from Bex to Aigle I didn’t expect it to be as nice as it was.